Blurb
In the darkened room, her heart pounded wildly as she was shoved forward. The sharp, unforgiving voices of her captors filled the air.
"She's perfect for the job. I expect full payment," the man sneered, his eyes cold and calculating as he tightened his grip on her arm.
Across the room stood the mafia king—a man with an aura as dark as midnight, his gaze piercing as he observed her with quiet intensity. He tilted his head, his voice a low growl. "Does she know what she's here for?"
The man holding her chuckled cruelly. "Doesn't matter. She’ll learn."
She clenched her fists, meeting the mafia boss's gaze defiantly. "I'm not here by choice."
The mafia boss smirked, his eyes glinting. "You don’t get a choice now. You’re mine." ...
AdultPossessiveBetrayal18+Mafia
Latest Chapters Contents 58 Chapters
Sold To Mafia 68. Evil plans.
The warm sunlight spilled through the tall windows of the estate, casting golden streaks across the marble floors. Isla sat in the lounge, flipping th
Sold To Mafia 67. worried
The morning light peeked through the hospital blinds, casting long shadows across the room. Isla stirred in her chair, her hand still entwined with Da
Sold To Mafia 66. call that changed everything
The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting golden rays across the living room. Isla sipped her coffee slowly, watching Amara play with her
Sold To Mafia 65. happy moments
The days following their quiet, heartfelt dinner were different in the best way possible. Dante made a visible effort to ensure Isla felt valued and c
Sold To Mafia 64. Reconnecting
The evening unfolded slowly, as though the universe had conspired to create a rare, quiet moment in the mansion. Isla had spent the day reading to Ama
Sold To Mafia 63. peace
The next morning, the air in the mansion was thick with an unspoken tension. Isla hadn't slept well. She lay awake most of the night, haunted by Vince
Sold To Mafia 62. Grandfather's request
The morning sunlight spilled through the windows of Dante's mansion, bathing the grand living room in a soft glow. Isla sat curled up on the couch, si
Sold To Mafia 61. A flicker of hope
The morning air in the estate was crisp and quiet. The sun filtered through the expansive windows, casting soft rays across the dining table. Isla mov
Sold To Mafia 60. Past memories
The morning sun filtered through the curtains of the vast master bedroom. Isla sat on the edge of the bed, brushing Amara's curly hair as the toddler
Sold To Mafia 59. The Dangerous game
The sun streamed through the large windows of Dante's mansion, illuminating the spacious living room where Amara played with her blocks. Isla sat near